I got a bit carried away with the “C’s”. Click on photos to enlarge and see names. Please play along and put a link to your posts in comments here as well as on Cee’s FOTD blog.
Family Secrets
The mayor’s precious daughter has that certain glow,
but why the groom is deadpan, no one will ever know.
That he prefers the maid of honor is the murky truth,
but to show his real emotions he knows would be uncouth.
Hand-picked by her father to assure his re-election,
this young man of fine lineage was an obvious selection.
He should have put his foot down, but their fathers were best friends
and his marriage to another would not meet those families’ ends.
So when future generations question Grandpa’s look
as they rifle through the pages of the family photo book,
they’ll guess the bachelor party had gone on for too long,
affecting the groom’s fitness and his wedding get-along.
Only two will ever know the real truth of the tale.
First, the maid of honor who smoothed her best friend’s veil,
and secondly the groom, who when he kissed the bride
imagined he was kissing the one who stood beside.
Prompt words today are glow, deadpan, election, murky, mayor, prefer and precious. Image from Pinterest.
Please click on photos to enlarge. Thanks to Forgottenman for helping me to find the last two photos in my media file.
To link up to The Floral Alphabet Challenge, use this link: Floral Alphabet Challenge:The Letter B
Also posted for Cee’s FOTD, Sept 16
Whirl
The rumor is that I will fall for anything in pants,
but it’s a reputation I only gained by chance.
It really isn’t warranted, for I must feel a spark.
I’m not apt to woo anyone merely for a lark.
I’m just giving feedback, though it’s really no big deal,
of how I earned my reputation on a Ferris wheel.
I went up as a single, but after a spin or two,
another swinging single came into my view.
He was a mere acquaintance. I’d seen him once or twice
on a barstool at the tavern, and I thought him very nice.
I was a mere scrap of a girl, and he was big and burly.
He had a classic profile and his smile was wide and pearly.
My second spin around the wheel, I gave the smile of smiles,
hoping I could interest him with my girlish wiles.
It must have worked for on my very next time going round,
I saw that fellow standing on the boarding mound.
The spinning stopped while they removed my safety bar and he
climbed right in beside me and turned his smile on me.
I don’t know the legality. Is love a bonafide
excuse to board new people in the middle of a ride?
I do not know the answer, but I know for sure it worked,
and when the safety bar went on and that big wheel jerked
me up into the air again, I never rued the stop,
for we were locked in our first kiss before we reached the top.
Although I started solo, we came to earth a pair.
I had found my next true love way up there in the air,
proving it once and for all that romance may be found
even in a swinging cage fifty feet off the ground.
And while the whole experience prompted jubilation,
it had a negative effect on my reputation.
So though I still find rides upon the Ferris wheel are neato,
I arrive there fully masked and I ride incognito!
Prompts for the day are incognito, feedback, spark, acquaintance, scrap, Ferris wheel and legality. Image by Juliana Malta on Unsplash
Janet at the Slmret blog has challenged me to post a photo of a flower for every letter in the alphabet. Just for the fun of it, I started out trying to see if I could do this and nine hours later, I’ve done it!!! Unfortunately, I can’t weed some of the letters down to one choice only, so instead of publishing them all today, I’m going to do one letter a day for 26 days, and some days I’ll publish more than one photo per letter.
Anyone want to play along? If so, please put a link to your post in my comments each day. HERE is my link for today. And also link to Cee’s blog, as she has decided to play along as well. HERE is her link for today.
So here we go with letter “A.” (I actually published this yesterday, but since Cee started publishing hers today, I’ll take a day’s vacation so we are on the same alphabetical page.
“A” is for aloe bloom and anthurium.
Janet at the Slmret blog has challenged me to post a photo of a flower for every letter in the alphabet. Just for the fun of it, I started out trying to see if I could do this and nine hours later, I’ve done it!!! Unfortunately, I can’t weed some of the letters down to one choice only, so instead of publishing them all today, I’m going to do one letter a day for 26 days, and some days I’ll publish more than one photo per letter.
Anyone want to play along? If so, please put a link to your post in my comments each day. HERE is my link for today. and also a link to Cee’s blog, as she has decided to play along as well. HERE is her link for today.
So here we go with letter “A.” (I actually published this yesterday, but since Cee started publishing hers today, I’ll take a day’s vacation so we are on the same alphabetical page.
“A” is for aloe bloom and anthurium.
Doorways
Dreams do not circumscribe, but let us wander forth and back,
defying time to travel through memory’s broad crack.
The profile of the present vanishes in rapid transit
without asking us if we are in the shape to chance it.
Our minds’ stately mansions turn to crackerboxes when
that unconscious part of us has a wild yen
to plunge us back into the past to deal with problems there
for which our earlier life gave us scant time to prepare.
Time and again we have the chance to live our lives in dreams,
resolving problems in a manner our subconscious deems
to be healthy solutions to what didn’t work before.
It is as though the elements opened up a door
and let us wander back again through time and distance vast
to give us all a second chance to rectify the past.
Reminding us that our old sorrows were not meant to last,
revising slightly all those roles to which we have been cast.
Time that once sifted slowly rushes through the hourglass,
assuring us of that set truth: that this, too, shall pass.
Prompts today are time travel, transit, profile, circumscribe, healthy, crackerbox and element. First photo by jdb, hourglass by Aron Visuals on Unsplash.
Homecoming
All rivers led away from home, each highway, path and plane,
but little did I know that I would be led back again.
Memories pressed upon the page like flowers in a book.
Every story, every poem records a backwards look.
The prompt by dVerse Poets is to write a poem based on this amazing painting by Lee Madgwick. See her other paintings here: leemadgwick.co.uk.
See other poems written to this promt HERE.
Traviesa
My dog just ate my wood carving and that is why I need to vent.
Although I have looked everywhere, I can’t find its equivalent.
Sometimes she’s angelic, but at other times a pest.
I’ll leave it up to you which version I like best.
When she’s hushed and loving I fear that I’m forgetful
of all the other times when she’s mischievous and fitful.
I get up and go over to give her a fond pet,
but when I do I step upon a spot that’s slick and wet
and realize that once again she’s had a little pee
in a spot here in the living room she knows that I can’t see
when seated at my writing desk. My back to where she’s been,
I cannot be a witness to her most recent sin.
I know her name is Zoe, but too often I forget
the name that has been given to my most recent pet.
So I call her “Traviesa,” which pops into memory
for “naughty girl” is what she is most frequently.
Prompts today are wet, fitful, angelic, equivalent, quotation, wood carving and hush.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 